User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-1298206-20111105043502/@comment-1298206-20111229045024

''Raggs slams the door as he enters, a broad, mischievous grin spread across his scarred face. He walks over to the counter and seats himself near the captains and officers. He calls to the bartender, trying to catch bits and pieces of what they are saying with his only ear''